Subject: Epitaphs (Page 29)

Here lies (the Lord have mercy on her) One of Her Majesty's maids of honour: she was young, slender, and pretty; she died a maid — the more's the pity.

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A Finished Artist

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The winter snow congealed his form, but now we know our Uncle’s warm.

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Pray for me, old Thomas Dunn, but if you don't, tis all one.

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Grim death took me without any warning, I was well at night, and died in the morning.

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Here I lie, snuck as a bug in a rug – Two rows down in same cemetery – Here I lie, snugger than that other bugger

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Dinah had a little can, 'Twas filled with kerosine. And soon among the twinkling stars – Dynamite Benzine.

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His faults are buried with him beneath this stone. His virtues (if he had any) are remembered by his friends.

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They were two living sisters, who in this dust do lie. The very day Annie was buried Elizabeth did die.

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Ma Loves Pa – Pa Loves Women – Ma Caught Pa, With 2 in Swimmin – Here Lies Pa…

Lawrence L. Cook Jr. 10-29-1934 — 8-1-2004

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Here lies the body of Martha Dias, who was always uneasy, and not over pious; she lived to the age of three score and ten, and gave that to the worms she refused to the men.

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Here lies my wife, here lies she; Hallelujah! Hallelujee!

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Here lies Tommy Day, removed from over the way.

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Cold is my bed, but oh, I love it, – for colder are my friends above it.

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I don’t want to talk about it now.

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1890. The light of my Life has gone out. – 1891. I have struck another match.

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Here lies two brothers by misfortune surrounded; one died of his wounds but the other was drownded.

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In memory of Richard Fothergill, who met vierlent death near this spot 18 hundred and 40 too. He was shot by his own pistill. It was not one of the new kind; but an old fashioned brass barrell. Of such is the Kingdom of Heaven.

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Beneath this silent tomb is laid, a noisy antiquated maid, who from her cradle talked till death, and ne'er before was out of breath.

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Here lies Matthew Mudd, Death did him no hurt; when alive he was Mudd, but now he's only dirt

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Samuel Gardner was blind in one eye and in a moment of confusion he stepped out of a receiving and discharging door in one of the warehouses into the ineffable glories of the celestial sphere.

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